I was holding the things like it is last thing in world
The hope, the scatter hope
I hope more than yesterday less than tomorrow
maybe I should let it go
maybe It was never meant for me
I am a curse hiding between these people
I don't know how long I can hold
To the day my heart choose
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saswati das (
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Comments3
Moment to moment is the feel that I get from this poem. A strong message
thank you
Take each moment as it comes, nicely expressed
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You are very welcome
Excellent write
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